What do you get when you mix a bachelorette party, the queen of dating disasters, and a stripper so hot he was forged from the fires of hell? Screwed. You get screwed….

Cocky. Commanding. Powerful. Relentless.
Those four words all summed up West Rykman perfectly.
So did filthy, dirty, sexy, and addictive.
He was supposed to be my one night stand…not my new marketing client.
He was definitely not supposed to be back inside my pants, not that anybody told him that.
I knew one thing: What West Rykman wanted, West Rykman got.
And he wanted me.

Coraline is one hell of a stripper, and she works hard for her tips, always giving the men what they want and always leaving them begging for more. This time, though, she’s in for more than she can handle because two men want her at the same time and at a BDSM club, no less! There’s no way Coraline can handle Dee and his large cock while another man is there. On the other hand, she dances with the stage name Ginger. If Coraline can’t handle a double-team sex encounter, maybe Ginger can!